I think this girl must be a keeper. Or a hooker. Either way, I think she needs to stay in my room from now on.This was an unexpected turn up for the b...oks, that's for sure. Not looking this gift horse in the mouth though.April had a busy couple of days. The negotiation for the cabin took longer than she anticipated, and the disgusting owner of the cabins wanted more than she was willing to give. He kept hinting about "Get-togethers" and she kept wanting to vomit.In the end, it cost her. You didn't mention whether or not you date, but a double datewhere she gets to see your guy doing you often works. TGurls lovetheir wives and often emulate them for that reason, role models asit were. Do a little research and come up with a plan.28. My gurl was a gurl for quite some time before we married. Iknew about it up-front and never had a problem with it. I told herI understood if she was attracted to guys (I am bi). She deniedshe was and insisted she was "100% heterosexual" (I kind. I’m such a fucking slut for her. I’m everything for her. I’m anything for her. I belong to her.She charges toward me. The excitement in my body makes me pee like a little scared kitten. Just a few drops but still. She knows.She kicks me over and I fall onto my back. I fall with my legs open and my hands bound behind my back. I’m twisted. Fragile. Vulnerable. She likes me this way.She straddles me and I’m in heaven. I feel her crotch pressing into my skin. I feel the cold touch of her rubber. Her teeth closed on my bottom lip and she pulled her head back a little, pulling my head up slightly, possibly a signal that she wanted me to… I pulled her hair slightly. She made a low groaning sound in her throat, and I stroked her top lip and teeth with my tongue, applying a little pressure. She let go of my lip and opened her mouth, allowing me to push my tongue in more and flick the tip of hers with it.I breathed in deeply and pushed her back against the couch so that she was lying.